Rebirth of the National Male God

At this time, on the stage, the audition students in simple white costumes were sitting in wheelchairs, reading the lines: "What does the rise and fall of the world have to do with me? You have found the wrong person. As you can see, I am only a first-order disability."

The boy looks handsome and has the taste of a classic handsome man. He also worked hard for this audition, not only wearing a simple costume but also applying light makeup. Sitting in a wheelchair, he half-drooped his head as written in the script, making it impossible to see the emotions in his eyes. However, his slightly frowning eyebrows and pursed lips all revealed the restless emotions in his heart.

The young man has not yet reached the crown, and both his appearance and body shape are still slightly thin, and his self-deprecating tone and forbearance and strong expression are matched with distressing melancholy.

yes! Can you not teach people to be compassionate? The son of Qianji in the plot is the last bloodline of the hidden Qianjimen, but he was born with dead relatives, disabled legs, and deafness in both ears!

In the dim light, no one noticed the tightly wrinkled eyebrows of Director Liu in the judge's seat, and his expression seemed to be no longer able to bear what was in front of him, and finally stood up and prepared to leave.

His actions attracted everyone's attention, but the next "Ha!" Impatient laughter took everyone's attention, including Director Liu's.

"Where did you come from so much nonsense, just leave if I tell you to go!" He shouted after impatient laughter, his voice was clear, and the rising end tone made people not see the owner, and a domineering and arrogant image emerged in his mind. .

"Dah, dah, dah—" The low and rhythmic footsteps came from the corridor of the auditorium.

The scene was silent.

The audition boys on the stage turned their heads in astonishment to look at the source of the sound as early as the shouting sounded.

The blurry figure is getting closer and closer. First, there are a pair of long straight legs. Seeing these legs walking in the light, everyone has an indescribable sense of weirdness. Only Liu Dao, who had just stood up, his eyes lit up, and then his face became serious.

This kind of step pattern is the ancient king's step. Only the royal family can walk, not only because of the rules of the royal family, but also because of the heavy and noble clothes of the royal family.

this kid...

Director Liu stared at Si Huang, who was finally exposed to the stage lights. Even the well-informed he was amazed at the appearance of the other party. Immediately afterwards, his attention was attracted by the other party's behavior and expression, his eyes widened, and he did not leave Si Huang for a moment.

At this time, Si Huang shook his hand lightly, and glanced impatiently at the boys on the stage. Then he stretched out his hand to lift the air under his waist, and then lifted his foot up the stairs of the stage... Everyone stared in shock, they actually understood at that moment - what Si Huang lifted up was the hem of the ancient robe that did not exist.

"What do you mean by that look! I don't know how to kneel and salute when I see His Highness!" Si Huang suddenly stopped two meters away from the boy, as if he saw a bad look from the boy, his eyebrows turned into a mountain, Immediately, he laughed evilly: "Ha, my Highness has forgotten, even if you want to kneel, you can't kneel."

"Shut up...shut up!" The boy instinctively accepted the script line he had read for some time.

This annoyed tone was in line with the image he showed.

"Hmm!" Si Huang seemed to have been hit hard, his face suddenly turned red, his throat rolled, and he swallowed the blood that was about to come out. She shook her body, then raised her head, staring at the boy expressionlessly, her eyes were dark and deep, and murderous intent lingered.

He is the Crown Prince of the Feng Dynasty, no matter how arrogant and willful he is, he also has the dignity and arrogance in the bones of the royal family, so he does not allow himself to vomit blood in front of a disabled person, and he will not allow a disabled person to offend him! If you violated it, you should be damned!

The boy in the wheelchair was stared at by Si Huang's inscrutable eyes, and his face turned pale with fright. At this moment, he should be thankful that he is in a wheelchair, otherwise he will fall to the ground limply, which will only be uglier than the current appearance.

The boy even had hallucinations in front of his eyes. The actual scene described in the script was in front of him. This young man who would order his head to be cut off at any time was Feng Cang, the prince of the Feng Dynasty. He was wearing a purple-black dragon pattern robe and a feather crown. Temperament, unyielding.

"Clap!" A sudden applause interrupted the silence.

Everyone just woke up like a dream, and then look at the Prince Feng Chao on the stage... Oh no! A young boy.

"Wow! He's so handsome!"

"I didn't even notice his face just now!"

"I thought he really wanted to kill, was it my illusion?"

"I have the same illusion."

No wonder they thought it was an illusion.

Because when the applause of Liu Dao sounded, Si Huang's brows and eyes widened. No one could connect the quiet boy at this time with the person who just showed his murderous aura and domineering, but Si Huang The current position and reality tell them - this is the same person!

"Although you behaved well..."

Director Liu stared closely at Si Huang under the stage lights. This child seems to be born to stand in the spotlight and be watched by everyone.

"But Feng Cang can only be An Yiyuan."

Si Huang bent over to Director Liu, stood up straight again, smiled and said, "I know. ... In fact, I came here for Young Master Qianji, but I didn't get the chance to audition, so I used this boldly. The solution. I'm sorry for breaking the rules of the audition meeting."

"But I really need this role, and I'm confident that I can be him!"

Not to play him well, but to be him.

Director Liu's eyes became even deeper, looking at this child on stage with a sincere expression, clean and warm eyes. At this time, he was like a 16-year-old boy with passion for dreams and a pure heart, "Young Master Qianji is not Feng Cang."

Si Huang burst into a bright smile, and his voice increased because of his emotions, "Yes, I know."

"You only have three minutes." Director Liu sat down.

Si Huang turned around and said to the boy who was still occupying the wheelchair, "Now this stage belongs to me."

After hearing this, Director Liu smiled dumbly. This kid is really interesting.

The boy was stunned for a moment, then his face was a little red, staring at Si Huang with unwillingness and resentment, and mockery waiting for him to make a fool of himself. Standing up from the wheelchair, he deliberately bumped into Si Huang when he left, but was swiftly avoided by Si Huang. Instead, he stumbled in an embarrassing manner, causing a burst of laughter.